The other desert meat

Well lets just say the little woman just never knows what i am going to bring home when i go hunting.. I have brought home all sorts of critters.. trantulas, lizzards and the last one was a toad missing a foot.. aka lucky.... well this trip was not different... while walking back to the truck Bernie came across a dead cow that probably died early summer... judgeing by the way the bones were scattered about the area and how bleached they were... well the head was still attached to the leather shell of the body.... i asked Bernie if he had a knife, no and he asked if i had one well alls i had was my trusty 12ga. knife... 8 shots later it was free... and with all the shooting the others in our party came over to see all the birds we were shooting at... not... just one big one.... now the hard part.. trying to explain to my wife why... and where... i had a nice 3 1/2 hour drive to think one up.... alls i can say was the look on her face was priceless.... i was backing the truck up into the driveway while looking into the mirror i see her smiling face, thinking oh boy my husband is home.. then watching her expression turn.. it turned to what the hell is that and where is it going... now for the answers.. into the giant cast iron pot in the front of the house for holloween, then after that, well then decorate it for thanksgiving...then,,, a stocking cap for Christmas... then ... bunny ears for Easter... she will not win.. its here to stay.. i cannot wait for the next trip.... oh what to bring back... Tommy